August 30, 2009 at 4:10 pm (deep, holidays)

being sick is lame, especially today, where i could have done a million other things, and stayed out late seeing as how tomorrow is a holiday. generally, i hate sundays, and all i do on sundays is grumble about how much i hate sundays because monday is the next day and that means 8 a.m math class, and who’s excited about that? but monday is merdeka, and so tomorrow is a holiday, but i am sick, so none of this is significant anymore.
sigh.
in fact, the only joyful thing i can think off is that i have new studded sandals, which are so awesome and comfy, and i like them so much i wore them to sleep. psyche! well, actually, i did wear them to sleep, but i accidentally kicked myself awake, and so i grumpily took them off to avoid a repetition of the act.

random question of the day (which i have never done before, and will probably never do again): what “fashion” can you not stand on a boy?

for me, its:

Fernando_Torres_celeb_Liverpool_v_Manchester__844835hairbands.
i think that hairbands on boys – any boy – is a completely unflattering look. actually, let me be honest, it’s ugly and stupid. i suspect i feel this way because i don’t like boys with long hair anyways, but still, i do not know any boy, hot or not, who looks good in a hairband.
and is it me, or does wearing a hairband make all these guys’ hair look greasy?
a fine example (and i do mean finee) is fernando torres.
fernando torres is incredibly good looking.

fernando-torres

hot.

foto442hf0not (props for matching the kid’s hairstyle,though)

torresHOT

fernando_torres16NOT. really, really not.

and so, based on photographic evidence, i think we can all conclude that i have a valid point.

and just to show that torres isn’t the only one who looks ridiculous in a hairband, i present to you:

26-jpg-tom-beckham-hair-bandewwwww.

but, sans hairband:

david-beckham-shows-his-new-angelic-tattoo_49yum. makes you want a double serving. yes, i did totally just say that.

ok, so this post is less about making a fashion stand, and more about justifying me surfing the net for pictures of hot footballers.

what? don’t judge me. i.am.sick. remember?

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August 24, 2009 at 5:45 pm (holidays)

Prettiest Sky Ever
the weather was so amazing today. complete fairytale weather, with crayon blue sky and cartoon like clouds.
i resisted the urge to nap, and instead, worked on uni applications and the afs camp.
every once in a while, i’d step out into the sunshine, while sipping some coffee and trace shapes in the clouds.
i spotted a snake, a shoe, what looked like half the body of a cat (the half with the tail) and a golf club.

very calm, compared to some of the crazy things that’s happened lately.

andddddd, my room is haunted. but that’s a story for another day. maybe tomorrow, when i’m in a chattier mood.

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August 16, 2009 at 5:31 pm (food, friends, holidays, music)

sooooo, how amazing was mtv world stage?

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P1000405fooding at international pancake house, where neither of us ate pancakes. my kiasuness ensured that we had plenty of time to spare.

P1000408in line. we were extremo sneaky with the bag am quite proud we managed to pull it off.

P1000426estranged.
they were not bad, neither were they awesome. they didn’t really do anything for the crowd, who by this time, was completely restless with all the waiting.

P1000465boys like girls. was. awesome. endofstory.

P1000478during ‘thunder’, i stopped snapping pictures, and along with everyone else, raised my arms and sang along. it was the most amazing feeling. and i have always loved that song. always. it brings back so many memories.

P1000483‘throw it away
 forget yesterday
 we’ll make the great escape
 we won’t hear a word they say
 they don’t know us anyway

i’m not putting up any pictures of raygun, because all the ones i have wouldn’t do them justice =(
they were brilliant, though. i totally did not see it coming. if you’ve seen their music video for ‘just because you can’, you’d think they were vaguely annoying musicians.
they are not.
they are entertaining, and talented. one of the few musicians that are better live. without a doubt, they were the best performance of the night.

P1000527hoobastank was not bad. actually, i’m even going to to go so far as to say that they were really, really good. doug was so awesomely cool; his face, his expressions. and then of course, they had the whole crowd singing the ghostbusters song, which i approve of, because acts of randomness like this make me happy.
when they launched into ‘the reason’, i remembered all the reasons i loved them. again, the songs has so many memories tied to it.

P1000581the rejects were brilliant. i don’t know how to better describe it.

P1000583tyson ritter has so much energy, it blows my mind. he kinda reminds me of a hyperactive monkey on crack, but you know, a cute one.
they sang ‘it ends tonight’ and i was completely contented. i LOVE that song. LOVE. LOVE LOVE LOVE. i’m going to stop saying love.

P1000603the crowd thinned considerably for kasabian, probably because they’re not very popular in malaysia (some people would beg to differ, but it’s true) those who stayed though, were pretty hardcore moshers.
i’m not overly familiar with them, but i do know and love ‘shoot the runner’, which they performed.

P1000616the crowd of purpotedly 15000.

quite frankly, i don’t know how we lasted. it’s one of those things you go through, and then you think back, and you wonder ‘holy hell. how?’ (alliteration!)

we were so dead by the end of it all, it wasn’t funny. 9 hours of standing, with roughly 5 hours of jumping around, screaming and dancing thrown in.

thank god for youth.

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August 10, 2009 at 3:03 pm (afs, books, holidays, movies, music, volunteer)

my poor neglected blog. and it’s not even due to writer’s block, which you know, is a credible excuse of sorts. i just haven’t had time. so, i’m going to do that annoying thing i always do where one post will cover like 4 days. yes, it’s going to be a long one. or maybe a short one. we’ll see how it goes as i type.

last friday was the perfect way to end college. we watched ‘the pianist’ during lit, and somehow managed to carry on watching it throughout law as well. it’s a brilliant movie, excellant dialogue, but very, very painful to watch. it’s set during world war 1, and it’s very graphic and unreserved. adrien brody was amazing. oscar totally deserved  if you ask me.
i think the maintenance man hates us now, though. he was lurking outside, waiting to take the tv away, jangling his keys l0udly. and we ignored him. shamelessly. and lied to him about how much longer the movie was. ok, that was ‘sna, not the rest of us. but still.

watch. but not if you want to be in a happy happy joy joy kind of mood.
‘sometimes i don’t know which side of the wall i’m on.’

saturday and sunday were selection camp days. it’s so weird, being on the side. at the same time, the whole thing was just so nostalgic. we had been there before – for the exact same reason. but that was nearly two years ago, and that’s what really blows my mind. two years?! has it really been two years? and all of a sudden, i miss everyone. sherrilyn, and maryanne, and joe and faiz, and the way we all were, and how close we used to be. everyone’s everywhere now. and it’s all just memories. thats what we’re reduced to. fragmented memories.
anyways.
camp was fun. some of these kids are so talented, and beyond smart. i am amazed. i genuinely enjoyed just hanging out with these people.
and of course, my fellow volunteers were loads of laughs. midnight anw vist, and sneaky chit chat – i loved it all. was exhausted at the end of it, running on maybe 3 hours of sleep, but it was well worth it.
i am  looking forward to pre-departure camp!

monday was good. monday was beyond awesome. monday did not start with an 8 a.m. math class.
instead, i headed off to 1 utama with pia to catch ‘the proposal’. ice cream for lunch is the way to go (says the tastebuds, not the wasteline). orange sherbet is so awesome. why have i not been exposed to this awesomeness before?
somehow, i’m nnot quite sure how, but i ended up buying the the last copy of ‘king dork’ from mph, and this pretty pretty vintage looking aquamarine ring from bonita. it was on sale! and i think it might just be a teensy bit magical. 
‘the proposal’ is funny. a bit of a stretch on how they so quicky fell for each other ( 3 days in alaska? alaska must be an enzyme for relationships, you know, it speeds up the reactions?. see that? i made a bio funny)  but ryan reynolds is yummy. and sandra bullock is awesome. and the dialogue is witty.
go watch it. and laugh at reynolds’ facial expressions.
and sigh over kevin the dog.

and then i came home, to find the most EXCITING message in my facebook inbox!

Hi Cheryl,
Congratulations, we deemed your Boys Like Girls question worthy enough to be asked in person.

1) The Boys Like Girls album listening party is tomorrow at Coco Banana. Time is tentatively around 12pm/1pm. Attendance is optional.
2) The meet & greet is on Wednesday.

Please reply with your contact info and whether you will be free to attend the listening party and the meet & greet as soon as you can.

=)

i should explain. sometime last week, junk was having this contest asking readers to tell them the ultimate question they would pose to boys like girls. and my winning question was ‘your last day on earth; how would you spend it?’
and so, those 10 words won me a meet & greet with boys like girls. I AM SO PSYCHED, BECAUSE I LOVE MARTIN JOHNSON. not in the he’s so hot i want his body way, but more in a platonic way. his blog is amusing. and he wants a pot bellied pig. and we all know how i want a pot bellied pig.
we’re fated bffs, methinks.

it’s been such an amazing couple of days.

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malacca.was.awesome

July 1, 2009 at 11:19 am (books, college, food, holidays)

just so everyone knows, i’m considering uprooting my entire life and moving to malacca, which of course will never happen, because i love the city and i am too lazy to make any change of that magnitude in my life at the moment, but still, it’s nice to pretend.

malacca was brilliant, the best excuse i’ve had to be my inherently lazy self.
we went there to visit mum’s distant cousin (something along the lines of thrice removed, i believe) who’s recently gotten out of hospital. yes, she’s fine. no, there’s no reason to worry. both mum and i were just itching to be out of the city for a bit, and malacca seemed as good a place as any.

after 2 hours of non-stop driving, and singing along to westlife’s no. 1 hits, we ended up in good old klebang, a place that 6 year old me loved very much.
when i was younger, we went to malacca a lot. the klebang of my childhood was pretty and refreshing, a sleepy little town away from the constant noise that is kula lumpur.
klebang has changed quite a bit now. not so sleepy anymore. and the beach…the condition of the beach saddens me. the government has started reclaiming land there to buid a coastal highway to port dickson, and a recreational park, and probably a dozen other pointless things. and just like that, the pretty beach of my childhood is gone.
what a bloody waste.

however, i was delighted to find out that a stable had opened there. the stable housed about 12 horses, and 2 ponies. it was awesome. a gangly foal ran around, nervously pacing the ground everytime someone approached it.
i rode this horse named samudera for quite a bit. he belonged to a datuk, who happened to be there while i was, and was very gracious and friendly. he even invited me back to ride samudera anytime.
also, i befriended one of the stable guys, this old man who’s lived in malacca since 1511 probably. he seemed to know everyone there. gave us complete histories even (“this house used to belong to david, but then his father died and he sold it to that proud lawyer…”). we had a very in depth discussion about tattoos (sidenote: tattoos help you make friends. seriously. somone should put this down in a self-help book)

oh, and i tried fried chicken intestines in this one famous shop in malacca. it was like twisty crispy keropok. i am never eating it again. it’s not that it tasted bad..i just don’t relish the thought of popping intestines in my mouth.

what else did i do? mmmmm, visited pasar malam and bought a ton of fruits and bubble tea. durian season is now, yo!
went back home, and finished ‘the life of pi’ – it’s such a brilliant book.
stayed up late watching ‘the nanny’ re-runs. slept in, woke up, came home to kl, and just as i got home, i received a text from afifah, saying ‘shit! awful timetable! go check it out!’

=(

college timetable is not cool this term. really, really not cool.
i start monday morning with my least favourite subject. and on thursday, we have a four hour break between subjects.

eeeee. not happy.

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the standard chartered marathon

June 29, 2009 at 3:29 pm (coversations, holidays, new buy, volunteer)

it’s been a pretty rough couple of days, and i really don’t have anything else to say about that. huh. that wasn’t the plan.

oh well.

last couple of days have been insane. the standard chartered marathon was held this past weekend, and i was a volunteer on both saturday and sunday, ten hours consecutively each day.
my body’s still kinda achy from all that work, but i had so much fun.
will have to beg/blackmail for pictures, so until then, written narrative is the best i can do.

saturday, i was assigned along with others to distribute the runner’s race packs, which was fun because it meant direct contact with people, and i happen to like people. most people. not the woman who snapped at me because she ordered the wrong size and switching shirts weren’t allowed. however, there were cool people, like this one singaporean guy who offered to buy me a drink on account of the hot weather (afifah, i like singaporeans now.)
a 70 year old man signed up for the 10 km race and told me how marathons were his thing. like how some people dig ice cream – he digs marathons.
he’s 70 and he could probably kick my ass in the 10 km category.
for shaaaaaaaaaammmmeeeeee, cheryl. for shame.
conversations during volunteering:
‘eh, leng chai!’
‘WHERE??’ – two overly excited girls, one being me.

‘comprar, comprar.’ – spanish man, pointing to my bright blue volunteer tshirt.
‘no, no comprar.’ me, being fluent. not.

‘i like your tattoo.’
‘thanks.’
‘can i take a picture of it? or would that be too creepy?’
‘…eh, go for it.’ – me, caught somewhere between flattery and unease.

‘i think that guy’s taking our picture.’
‘SMILE!’

sunday, we had to be at dataran at 3 a.m. yes. i didn’t even bother going to sleep because, 3 a.m. is my sleeping time.
i somehow got assigned to the start/finish line, which was awesome, because it was the sweetest spot and i could see everything.
also, the other volunteers were the best. for some reason, people kept coming up to have their picture taken with us, not that i’m complaining. and they kept offering to buy my volunteer tshirt because, well, actually, that part’s still a mystery to me.
i saw the king! and his entourage of bodyguards, all of whom made a dismal attempt to look like civillians. fail. in a field of 100 people, i still probably could totally pick them out as bodyguards. something about the lack of smiling. is it against bodyguard code to smile?
anyways, i know there were a lot of complaints regarding the race – all of which i’m not going to comment on.
what i am going to say though, is that the volunteers gave it their all. we had to deal with furious people, who, because they had no one else to yell at, yelled at us. that wasn’t the norm mind you. most people were great, still smiling after running 42km (insane. i wouldn’t even move. i’d just lie there and wait for a forklift to come get me)

all in all, it was a pretty great experience. met good people, had fun.

today, i spent rm10 on two packets of mnm’s and a cheapo rubiks cube. must learn to solve before college resumes, for bragging rights if nothing else.

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bubbly bubble day

June 25, 2009 at 3:11 pm (food, holidays, new buy)

nicest day today.
finally fulfilled my life long dream of riding the plastic animals in 1 utama. the men in charge didn’t look all that fazed when we asked if we could ride the animals, so i’m guessing they do occasionally get such requests from people who are not 3 feet tall.
the ride was so much fun, no lie.

plastic animals 2

plastic animals
it wasn’t even remotely embarassing, though to be fair, today is a thursday, so the population of people in 1 utama is minimum. but still. everyone should go out and do this at least once in your lifetime. and that is my public service message for the day.

afters, we browsed around the toy shop and had lots of fun playing with various toys. we also became members, though i cannot for the life of me remember what this entails. all i know is, the card was purple, pretty and free. so we signed up. actually, i think you have to spend like rm80 to activate the card (which will not happen) and you can use it in thailand, singapore, hong kong and china (all countries which i will not be visiting anytime soon)

we bought soap bubbles.

after chowing down burger king, where i tried the hershey’s pie (goood! very, very good! we headed back to charlie’s place for a two person bubble party. jazz, her dog wasn’t too jazzed about having bubbles blown at her. she went and hid in a corner far away =(

bubbles 2
bubbles 1

so much fun. in case you’re wondering why my face features predominantly in this post even thought charlie was around, 1) it is my blog and 2) charlie loathes the camera. she will actually make extra effort to not have her picture taken.
strange, i know.

came home and anxiously waited for the SAT results to be released. i swear, my heart almost stopped beating when i got a text saying ‘SAT results out!’
i am muy muy happy with my results =)

celebrated by having another bubble party with my dog, which was amusing, because he chased all the bubbles and tried to eat them.

good day – and i still have 2 and 1/2 bottles of soap bubbles left. must think of good ways to use them up.

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state of play

June 24, 2009 at 2:08 am (food, holidays, movies)

was not a bad movie.
it wasn’t awesome either, not something i would make everyone watch. but it wasn’t a waste of money. watch it…if you really want to see a movie and none of your friends want to watch drag me to hell.

i still don’t like ben affleck. this goes all the way back to pearl harbour, where he lived and danny died, and i was so angry. so, so angry.

spent yesterday morning in college, discussing the production. and then lunch at nando’s. just realised that i haven’t eaten in nando’s since form 5 i think, where i balcklisted it for the incredibly bad service from the outlet near petaling street. i’d forgotten how yummy their sauce is.

anyways, loads of good movies are out/coming out, just as the new sem is about to start, of course. i must see public enemies, drag me to hell, transformers, harry potter and the half blood prince, 500 summers, alice in wonderland (i know it comes out next year, but i’m already excited. johnny depp johnny depp johnny depp!)

ok, need to go to paws now.

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mnm’s is the answer to all of life’s problems

June 22, 2009 at 10:25 am (food, holidays, music, theatre)

long, long post, because i’ve been busy trying to complete the list. before exams ended, 3 weeks sounded like a lot of time to live life. fast forward one week, and i realise that it’s really not.  

friday night
dinner with alyssa at the apartment. food was good, but the lack of lighting confused us. and when i say lack of lighting, i mean that there were no lights where we were seated. it was so dim, that when they gave us the comment card, i stuck it right in front of my face, at an angle, just to figure out what was written on it.
we wrote ‘where are the lights?’ on the comment card, just in case they thought we were squinting for fun, and therefore missed the point that more lights were needed.
adjourned to laundry for drinks and the usual catch up, and polaroid photos.
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on our ay back to the car, we were wayliad by the manager of the apartment, who gave us his number and told us to call him the next time we were there to get a discount.
his name was barney. hello barney!
made a midnight stop at seven eleven for a sharpie to decorate the ploaroid shots. have now decided to carry the sharpie with me everywhere to draw on unsuspecting people, and in case random chances of vandalisme presents itself.

saturday afternoon
caught the play ‘rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead’ at kl pac, featuring jityangtung. jit was one of the lead’s and was extremo funny. yes, i’m flaunting my talented acquaintances in everyones face.
we took pictures, but they were polaroids, and no, i still have not learned how to operate my scanner.
also, jit got teased by his entire cast because well, he was surrounded by 4 girls. which if you ask me, isn’t really tease-worthy. more like envy-worthy.
father’s day dinner at las carritas. the appetizers we ordered, poppers i think they were called, which was basically fired jalapenos were brilliant. also, i quite enjoyed my chimichanga, though i had to add liberal amounts of habanero tobasco before it satiated my need for spiciness.

sunday
volunteer briefing for the standard chartered marathon. will be on duty saturday and sunday.

monday
spent half the morning at help sorting out the a-voice. then back to charlie’s for chocolate, and guitar lessons. also, learned about lemmings the game. go look it up for some mindless but completely addictive fun.
Cheryl GuitarMnMs 3

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hungry hedgehog

June 15, 2009 at 2:45 pm (afs, hedgehog, holidays, music)

when i left my house at 6.45 this morning, tomates was munching on his crackers, which is fine. i mean, hedgehog’s gotta eat, ya know? i came home at 6.15 in the evening to find him…munching on the last cracker. the last cracker in a bowl i filled up last night. he devoured an entire bowl of hedgehog food in roughly 24 hours. i don’t know if that’s healthy. maybe hedgehogs are like goldfish in the sense that they lack memory power, and therefore as long as there is food, there exists the compulsion to stuff it down their throat.
or maybe he’s just greedy.

today at afs interviews, dina, qistina and i were talking about placebo, the band.
‘i saw placebo in chicago!’
‘no, really? i like them.’
‘waaaaaaaait. isn’t placebo a body part?’
*facepalm*
‘i think you’re thinking placenta.’
this is what conversation with dina is like 99% of the time.

interviews/interviewees were alright. nothing too exciting happened. best part of the day was when we got to talk about the us experience. i think i speak for all returnees when i say, there’s nothing like sharing your exchange experience with another exchange student. maybe it’s because, only when you’re an exchange student can you really understand the whole thing, the incessant need to share random memories, the appreciation of other people’s adventures. i do talk about my exchange with other friends, but i’m always sort of watching my words, because i don’t want to be the girl that’s rubbing it in your face that she had a six month adventure.
with exchange students, i can talk freely. i like that feeling.

afters, left to go to bangsar, where i parked and kurt drove us to midvalley. i like kurt. he made us each a sandwhich. we brought him krispy kremes in exchange though.

the white tie affair is almost completely downloaded. i’m so addicted to their music at the moment.

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